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 Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:19 pm
"Just me, he's too new I think." There was a flash of teeth as he said it, Ever not even glancing up toward the door. His eyes raked over Zac's arms, his head cocked to the side, debating just what to say. "I need a new side dresser. And then some s**t to put in it. I want to find an Ikea and then wander into a kind of sketchy part of some city somewhere. Want to come?" He looked back up at Zac's face. "You can help carry."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:33 pm
Zeke was usually an earlier riser, but he hadn't exactly had a whole lot of sleep the night before, so wasn't quite as quick to rouse when Ever had left the bed. He was aware of it, in far away, half conscious sort of way, but it took a few long moments for his mind to wake up completely. When it did, and hazel eyes opened to an unfamiliar room, a slow, lazy smile slid over his lips before he was pushing himself up with a yawn, sheets pooling in his lap. He was alone, which seemed a little odd, but there was a murmur of voices coming from the other side of the door that suggested the blonde was just outside. So, not bothering with anything other than his boxer briefs, he slipped out of the bed and crossed the room. He was yawning again as he opened the door, a hand smoothing over his brow before slipping back through messy spikes. Half lidded eyes landed on Zac, taking in the shorter man before rising up to land on Ever. Barely dressed himself, it was obvious Ever had no intentions of heading out for the day just yet, so the Mist offered a lazy, significant sort of smile to the taller man that lingered a handful a seconds. He didn't bother saying anything, yet.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:45 pm
“You…” he started to say something and it got choked off as the door opened and Zeke stepped out. “Hm..” He managed after a moment forcing his gaze back to Ever, starting to say something and then focusing on Ever’s hairline. “You should just get some boards and turn this lady into a closet. Bet no one would feck around with your stuff if you did right?” There really wasn’t any point in trying to hide his blush at this point; so he just tried to manage it. “But sure, long as we can stop for some ink, I don’t think I can afford a proper tattoo gun just yet, not AND afford to make it work here. “… betting we’ll find it somewhere a bit ‘sketchy’ anyhow.”
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:52 pm
"Uh huh." He shot a look back at Zeke, his grin wide and easy and hopelessly amused. Maybe this was Ever's answering volley for the iron maiden and the rack both, the next stage of the prank wars, but as he took in Zeke, the smile drooped a little. Distracted, even, from the teasing. His attention lingered -- "Okay." He forced himself to blink down at Zac, and maybe Ever was a little flushed now, too. Just a touch. "Tomorrow. I can find you, I think. It's better not to go alone on your first leave."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:59 pm
“Yeah… tomorrow.” He nodded and glanced back to his room, a little conspicuous perhaps but it was feeling a bit, hot in the hall just at the moment. “Tomorrow sounds great, you know where I live, ah, leave the ghosts at home eh? And ah… maybe bring pants!” He glanced back with a slightly forced but wide smile. “You mean to go to the states yeah?” He added as an after thought. “Admit, I was kina assuming, you know?” ((Sorry fixed an extra close quote))
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 2:59 pm
The flush that spring up on the dark skinned young man's cheeks had Zeke grinning, but that distracted look that crossed Ever's face was ******** priceless. The grin fell into a smug smirk as he leaned against the door frame, hand still on the knob. He didn't bother try to hide just how amused he was by the combined looks on both men's faces, he just stood there and waited for Ever to finish up whatever it was he was doing. It would have been polite to go back into the room and close the door, and normally he would have, but here again was that button pushing thing he was having so much fun with. Ever wasn't easily bothered. Flustered, yes. But not bothered.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 3:10 pm
"Definitely not to the Swedish homeland; I don't speak the language." Maybe he could fake it. Kind of. But probably not well enough, and it seemed to him like drawing attention was a bad idea. Almost absently, Ever stole a sideways look, taking in the view in his doorway. Still distracted. "We can figure it out." He took a step back, struggling to regain focus on Zac and failing, a bit. With good cause. Ever wasn't much to look at, skinny and pale, but Zeke -- "I remember which room is yours." Another step, shaking his head a bit. "I'll come knock obnoxiously early, we'll make it a day."
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 3:32 pm
"Cool cool." He nodded. "Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow bright and early!" He said and spun towards his room and gave one backwards glance over his shoulder at the two boxer wearing men standing in the hall before acting like he'd ultimately intended to do nothing more than pass a final wave. "Cheers…right." He hunched his shoulders pretending he hadn't taken a final look.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 3:41 pm
Zeke's head tipped, temple against the wood frame as he watched Ever try to keep his focus on his conversation, and mostly failing at it. It was all so terribly amusing to him, and wasn't half bad on his ego either. The blonde stepped back, and Zeke's gaze dipped for a second before snapping up to Zac as he began to make his exit. Casually, almost cruelly, the Mist trainee reached out to run the backs of tanned fingertip up along Ever's spine, from hips on upward. The motion completely hidden from the short Sun, as he turned to leave. One look back, a wave, and Zac was heading away from him. Zeke chuckled, tracing that soft touch along ever's side before his hand settled like a warm weigh on his hip. "Nice guy. Friend of your's?" His tone was utterly casual.
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Posted: Sun Sep 28, 2014 4:26 pm
"He's been putting torture equipment in my room, so I'm not exactly sure." A pause and then, pointedly, he pushed Zeke back a step into his room, closing the door behind him.
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